Running…

Running running and running again. That’s life in the modern world for a working mother. For everyone who is trying to make a decent living i guess. I am still new, so it is still exciting and shiny, but even now i know that soon all this running will no longer make sense and i will have to search deep for motivation to go through one more day of running. Yet, i do not know how not to run. I do not know how to just be. And i stopped trying to know. So here i am playing the game and running simply because the alternative doesn’t work either. When i tried to leave the game and seek the meaning of it all, i was also made to run and run for goals that were not mine. So even then, it was all about running.